Maxioms by Zora Neale Hurston
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.
I have a strong suspicion . . . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment read more
I have a strong suspicion . . . that much that passes for constant love is a golded- up moment walking in its sleep.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's read more
Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday
